Visions
C.P.D. Lyrics


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Holyfield vs. Tyson, your flow is weird so you bite this
This beat got me excited so take notes as I write this
Brain on another level psychic, I'm a superhero you a sidekick
I promise when I finish rhymin' you'll remember me like the Titans
Running on the track with the nasty flow, try to steal my bars you can't jack me though
Cuz I'm way too fast like a athlete goes, I'm like Usain ain't nobody pass me though
Tryna face me but you got acne though, you think you real but your act is old
Your whole city can't hold me, that's Ryan Lewis & Macklemore
I'm Shaquille O'Neal you the backboard, your flow so weak putting me to sleep
So when you rap I'm in the back bored, this beats a feast I'ma need to eat
I got punch lines like Hi-C and I write hooks like Canelo
Cross you up like Kyrie and I fire shots like Carmelo
Flow is so cold you can say that it's frozen
You know I'ma score like I play for the Trojans
Get up out my zone run through anyone opposin'
Let me anywhere near a hot beat and I'ma go explode it
I'm blocking out these haters
Can't see these invaders
I'm blocking out these haters
Can't see these invaders
They tryna knock me down
They tryna come for my spot
They sneak diss on the low
But I can't see em from the top
I'm blocking out these haters
Can't see these invaders
I'm blocking out these haters
Can't see these invaders
They tryna knock me down
They tryna come for my spot
They sneak diss on the low
But I can't see em from the top
I'm blocking out these haters, they keep taking these shots
They don't know I'm Mutombo, every time they shoot it get blocked
My brain got a membrane around it, my skin is thicker than concrete
Sticks and stones they ain't breaking my bones cuz I fire shots back like I'm Ali
Shoot from the hip when I empty the clip and that's figurative I ain't snatchin' no souls
Spit with the sickness it's giving you syphillis with the quickness how I blast metaphors
I'm a fabric store, I never run out of material, a Logic Pro no fruity loops no cereal
But I'm still a killer when I'm lyrical, I been living in the fast lane cuz I grew up on Imperial
These haters getting violent, they tryna beat me into silence
They don't know I'm a pilot, way too high to see em I'm flyin'
I'm the captain of hooks I'm a pirate, y'all get capped and hooked on the Pyrex
That hating ain't good for your brain, that love I suggest you try it
Grind on my mind so I got the blind fold
Always on my eyes every time that I go
Haters outside I can't hear em I snore
Wanna see me drop down put the heat to my crown, never that boy I'm on
I'm blocking out these haters
Can't see these invaders
I'm blocking out these haters
Can't see these invaders
They tryna knock me down
They tryna come for my spot
They sneak diss on the low
But I can't see em from the top
I'm blocking out these haters
Can't see these invaders
I'm blocking out these haters
Can't see these invaders
They tryna knock me down
They tryna come for my spot
They sneak diss on the low
But I can't see em from the top
You don't gotta go home
But you can't stay here
This is the last call
For alcohol and beer, yeah
Raise your cup in the air
It's time to make a toast
For the ones that ain't here
I'm never letting you go, no
This is for the 805, 831 to the 510
504 to the 213, I don't even know your area code
You don't even know my phone number, 831 wait stop right there
I'm not Mike Jones or the homie Slim, I need a gold watch and a shiny grill
You can cop one from Paul Wall, the bling lifestyle goes on and on
I'm not Lil Wayne or Lil Jon, but whip dreadlocks I'm the hipster Bob
Young Bob Marley got a nappy fro, it's gnarly how I'm supernatural
I need a full costume with a cape and all, I'ma do it big like Thor and Hulk
I'm blocking out these haters
Can't see these invaders
I'm blocking out these haters
Can't see these invaders
They tryna knock me down
They tryna come for my spot
They sneak diss on the low
But I can't see em from the top
I'm blocking out these haters
Can't see these invaders
I'm blocking out these haters
Can't see these invaders
They tryna knock me down
They tryna come for my spot




They sneak diss on the low
But I can't see em from the top

Overall Meaning

In the song "Visions" by C.P.D., the artist showcases his lyrical skills and confidence, asserting his superiority over other rappers and haters. The lyrics contain numerous references to sports and popular culture, creating a vivid and entertaining rhyming narrative.


The opening lines reference the iconic boxing match between Holyfield and Tyson, symbolizing the artist's confidence in his own flow compared to others who might imitate or copy him. C.P.D. expresses excitement about the beat, promising to deliver memorable rhymes that will leave a lasting impression on listeners, just like the film "Remember the Titans." He continues to boast about his skill, comparing himself to a superhero and dismissing others as mere sidekicks.


The lyrics also showcase C.P.D.'s agility and speed on the mic, likening himself to a fast athlete like Usain Bolt. He mocks those who try to challenge him but lack the skills or authenticity, referring to their weak flows and act as "acne." The artist establishes himself as a dominant force, comparing himself to basketball legends Shaquille O'Neal and Carmelo Anthony.


As the song progresses, C.P.D. emphasizes his resilience against haters and critics. He declares his ability to block out negative energy and insults, symbolized by the metaphorical act of blocking shots in basketball. The haters' efforts to bring him down are futile, as he stands tall, unable to see or hear them from the top.


The song also contains several catchy hooks and references to different area codes, highlighting C.P.D.'s connections and reach. He playfully mentions not being the famous Mike Jones or Slim Thug, disassociating himself from their identities while still desiring the symbols of success, such as a gold watch or shiny grill. The lyrics convey a sense of ambition and a desire to make a mark in the music industry.


Line by Line Meaning

Holyfield vs. Tyson, your flow is weird so you bite this
Comparing the intensity of their flow and rap skills to a legendary boxing match between Holyfield and Tyson, noting that the listener's flow is unoriginal and copied from others.


This beat got me excited so take notes as I write this
Expressing enthusiasm for the instrumental and implying that the listener should pay attention and learn from the lyrics being written in real-time.


Brain on another level psychic, I'm a superhero you a sidekick
Claiming to possess an extraordinary intellect and psychic abilities, positioning oneself as a superhero and dismissing the listener as a less significant sidekick.


I promise when I finish rhymin' you'll remember me like the Titans
Assuring that the impact of the artist's rhymes will be long-lasting, likening it to the lasting memory of the Titans from Greek mythology.


Running on the track with the nasty flow, try to steal my bars you can't jack me though
Boasting about the artist's exceptional flow while challenging others to try and imitate or steal their lyrics but ultimately failing to match the artist's skill.


Cuz I'm way too fast like a athlete goes, I'm like Usain ain't nobody pass me though
Comparing their speed to that of a highly skilled athlete like Usain Bolt, suggesting that nobody can surpass their level of excellence.


Tryna face me but you got acne though, you think you real but your act is old
Mocking the listener by pointing out their flaws, such as having acne, and insinuating that their authenticity is outdated and unconvincing.


Your whole city can't hold me, that's Ryan Lewis & Macklemore
Asserting that the artist's talent and presence cannot be contained by an entire city, using the example of musician-producer duo Ryan Lewis and Macklemore's popularity.


I'm Shaquille O'Neal you the backboard, your flow so weak putting me to sleep
Drawing a comparison between the artist's dominance and strength to basketball player Shaquille O'Neal, portraying the listener's weak flow as boring and sleep-inducing.


So when you rap I'm in the back bored, this beats a feast I'ma need to eat
Expressing boredom and disinterest while others rap, showcasing excitement towards the beat and perceiving it as a delicious feast that the artist must devour.


I got punch lines like Hi-C and I write hooks like Canelo
Highlighting the artist's strong punch lines in their lyrics, comparing it to the fruity drink Hi-C, and emphasizing their ability to craft catchy hooks reminiscent of boxer Canelo Álvarez's powerful punches.


Cross you up like Kyrie and I fire shots like Carmelo
Using basketball references to illustrate the artist's ability to outmaneuver and confuse others, similar to Kyrie Irving, and deliver impactful lines with precision, similar to Carmelo Anthony's shooting accuracy.


Flow is so cold you can say that it's frozen
Describing the artist's flow as extremely impressive and cold, suggesting it is frozen in time and unable to be surpassed.


You know I'ma score like I play for the Trojans
Confidently stating that the artist will consistently achieve significant success, akin to a player on the USC Trojans football team.


Get up out my zone run through anyone opposin'
Asserting dominance and determination by proclaiming that the artist will overcome any opposition and emerge victorious.


Let me anywhere near a hot beat and I'ma go explode it
Expressing the artist's ability to excel and create an explosive impact when given the opportunity to work with a high-quality instrumental.


I'm blocking out these haters
Ignoring and disregarding negative individuals and opinions.


Can't see these invaders
Choosing not to acknowledge or pay attention to those who try to bring the artist down.


They tryna knock me down
Referencing the attempts made by others to undermine the artist's success and confidence.


They tryna come for my spot
Highlighting the constant competition and rivalry faced by the artist, with others attempting to take their place in the music industry.


They sneak diss on the low
Noting how others subtly criticize or disrespect the artist in a secretive manner.


But I can't see em from the top
Implying that the artist has risen above the negativity and is so successful that these detractors are no longer visible or relevant to them.


You don't gotta go home
Indicating that the party or gathering is nearing its end, but individuals are not required to leave.


But you can't stay here
Setting the boundary that even though individuals don't have to leave immediately, they cannot continue to remain in the current space or situation.


This is the last call
Signifying that it is the final opportunity to engage in certain activities or enjoy the atmosphere before it comes to an end.


For alcohol and beer, yeah
Announcing that this final call applies specifically to the consumption of alcoholic beverages.


Raise your cup in the air
Encouraging individuals to hold their drink containers up as a sign of celebration or tribute.


It's time to make a toast
Suggesting that it is an appropriate moment to express well wishes and offer a formal acknowledgment or tribute.


For the ones that ain't here
Dedicating the toast to individuals who are not present, possibly due to their absence or passing away.


I'm never letting you go, no
Declaring a commitment to hold onto someone or something, likely emphasizing the significance of their presence or relationship.


This is for the 805, 831 to the 510
Acknowledging and representing various area codes (805, 831, and 510) that hold personal connections or significance to the artist.


504 to the 213, I don't even know your area code
Listing additional area codes (504 and 213) while admitting unfamiliarity with the listener's specific area code.


You don't even know my phone number, 831 wait stop right there
Highlighting the lack of familiarity and personal connection between the artist and the listener by stating that the listener doesn't even know the artist's phone number, followed by instruction to stop at the artist's own familiar area code (831).


I'm not Mike Jones or the homie Slim, I need a gold watch and a shiny grill
Differentiating oneself from rapper Mike Jones and his associate Slim by expressing a desire for material possessions symbolized by a gold watch and dental jewelry (grill).


You can cop one from Paul Wall, the bling lifestyle goes on and on
Suggesting that the listener can acquire a gold watch or grill from rapper Paul Wall, while emphasizing the continued popularity and allure of flashy jewelry and the associated lifestyle.


I'm not Lil Wayne or Lil Jon, but whip dreadlocks I'm the hipster Bob
Distinguishing oneself from rappers Lil Wayne and Lil Jon, while highlighting the artist's unique style of sporting dreadlocks similar to a hipster aesthetic.


Young Bob Marley got a nappy fro, it's gnarly how I'm supernatural
Drawing a parallel between oneself and a youthful Bob Marley, highlighting the artist's natural and untamed hairstyle, and emphasizing their supernatural talent and abilities.


I need a full costume with a cape and all, I'ma do it big like Thor and Hulk
Expressing a desire for a superhero-like appearance complete with a cape, and comparing oneself to the larger-than-life characters Thor and Hulk, implying plans for a grand and impressive display.


You don't gotta come home, but you can't stay here
Rephrasing the earlier line about not needing to leave immediately but emphasizing that remaining where they are is not an option.




Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Written by: Caleto Campbell, Derek Clark

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